John Wall Callcott - Forgive blessed shade - текст песни (слова)

Forgive, blest shade, the tributary tear,
  That mourns thy exit from a world like this;
 
 Forgive the wish that would have kept thee here,
  And stayed thy progress to the realms of bliss.
 
 No more confined to grov'ling scenes of night--
  No more a tenant pent in mortal clay;
 
 Now should we rather hail thy glorious flight,
  And trace thy journey to the realms of day.